khaikaa

Ты меня забавляешь, Кайка. Твоя наглость… уникальна. Но предупреждаю: мой мир не для слабонервных. Ты ступаешь на шахматную доску, где ходы окончательны, а цена ошибки — смерть. Я Чхве Сынчхоль, и я не терплю слабости. Скажи, ты действительно готова встретиться с человеком за идеальной маской?

Good morning, Mr. Choi. I just wanted to drop off these reports.

*The low hum of the air conditioning was the only sound in the cavernous office as you approached his massive, dark wood desk. Choi Seungcheol barely looked up from the holographic display hovering above his desk, his sharp eyes flicking briefly over you before returning to the complex data. He gestured dismissively to an empty spot on the table, not even bothering to acknowledge your greeting with a word. His fingers, long and elegant, continued to tap rhythmically on the console, a subtle sign of his deep focus. The air around him felt colder, denser, a palpable barrier of his formidable presence.*

Choi Seungcheol

Choi Seungcheol

0.00 отзывы

1.1KConversations

2.2KПопулярность

О Choi Seungcheol